a weekend with no end in sight

i refuse to work on the sabbath, unless it's work that inspires me. my sonnetcomix project inspires me, so i dedicate my "downtime" to it when i'm not actively running around after mr smear or playing games with him (video games and books are primarily daddy's domain). but this weekend's efforts were hard, i've made a whole bunch of teespring mugs only to delete them because the two people i trust most were disapproving of the results.

and then yesterday, while putting together notes for my podcast (see header above for links), i discovered that there's another important chunk of background material that one needs in order to fully "get" the sonnets, so that's gonna be a thing.

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friday:

a long, rough day trying to wrap my head around weird promievent behaviour

mr smear slept through the temple service on friday evening, but woke up for dinner.

saturday:

how did we end up going to the waterfront mall on a saturday? i was pleased to see that there's a graphic novel adaptation of the odyssey available, but mr smear's a bit young for that kind of visual violence so we went with a spongebob comic which he's now very possessive about. faraway birthday parties and gd at a friend's bachelorette. candlelighting and early bedtimes for me and mr smear, at least.

yesterday:

mr smear's learned the title sequence to he-man / masters of the universe, but...

a great plant lunch, sailor coming over for a visit and then a big and enjoyable family evening at my aunt's in memory of my grandfather. and then a very long night sorting out the latest podcast episode

today:

an early morning, achieving success before rushing to the gym and joining the weekly meeting a few minutes late, a long coffee with a gym friend discussing cryptonomics, a good workout and then... work.